my mind took a trip
a walk in the woods
under a canopy
of quaking leaves
created from history
until I emerged
beside a raging river
water crashing into stone
like thoughts rushing through me
breaking at every twist
becoming directionless
my focus blurred
I searched for clarity
but with one misstep
I fell into the trap
down so low I couldn’t rise
deep into the quicksand
no rope nor vines to hold
and when finally the light
revealed itself to me
it was too late to grasp it
I was already swallowed


what sandra thinks

About what sandra thinks

Sandra is a writer, blogger, poet, artist, emotional disaster. She thinks far too much and sleeps far too little. Sandra lives in the Northeastern U.S. but dreams of an oceanfront home in Italy, but she would settle for a non-oceanfront home in Italy, too. She loves books, brutal honesty, coffee, and the color black. She hates insincerity, beer, whipped cream, and facebook. And she is uncomfortable talking about herself in the third person.
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36 Responses to quicksand.

  1. I hate that feeling, not knowing what the fuck to do or where to go. My life is pretty stable actually, but it wasn’t always. And my mind has a hard time breaking old habits, some of which are 30-40 years old and not really applicable any more. Plus, I think I’m ADD to, so that doesn’t hel…hey look, a chicken! 😊

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  2. Aha, here it is. That is a terrible feeling, being stuck and pulled under by circumstances. Like even if you know what step to take, you can’t get yourself to move anyway. Ugh. Because if you struggle, you risk sinking faster. 😳

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  3. mandibelle16 says:

    Hope your character finds her clarity, despite the light not showing the truth. Also, I nominated you for an award. It’s up to you whether or not you wan to participate.

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  4. Lynn Thaler says:

    I can relate 🙂

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  5. Know this feeling.

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  6. Hey, I’m still catching up with my reading, like this one a lot, feeling a little like this now with just getting home and no transition time, just, boom, right into the mess of life!

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  7. Miriam says:

    Wow, what a powerful post. I can relate to that sinking feeling, that out of control sensation when everything seems unstable and we’re falling through the cracks. It’s a scary feeling but here’s to us staying afloat Sandra. Take care. Hugs. xo

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